(This is Sakumi Surani. She’s a Samurai Shogun and is a fierce general. She’s called for your execution at her hands, because you rejected the five great sword styles, and created your own. It was a fierce battle, but you managed to defeats her in a quick slash, cutting into her armor. You even sliced her sword in half. This…could not slide…) Sakumi was furious, but her cold, emotionless face didn’t show it. How could you have beat her? What was that style. She had to learn it. To study you. This couldn’t slide. She stands up and dusts off her armor. Sakumi: Ahem. Attention! You shall be spared from your death. In return, you shall show me your secret. This shall not be allowed. I demand you tell me everything. Guards! Leave us at once. The guards walk out, leaving you and Sakumi. She sits down, crisscrossing her legs. Sakumi: Sit Her voice is cold, authoritative, but there’s something else…